Today when I arrived at my flat, I saw something surprising: my neighbour’s door was open.
Here is the story.
Context: Firstly, I live one floor above ground.
As I ascended the stairs and before then, I was postulating a scenario that would be ideal for my life, a life I would be proud of. And as I arrived, that door being left open was just a poetic affirmation of my tale.
What on Earth am I talking about?
Yes, what I speak of, using text, is indeed on Earth.
Before you judge or remark in any other way, remember the metaphor for a door and why this association makes sense.
But apart from metaphors, this door symbolized change, since it had always been closed before this point. So, it represented the response to a mind searching for explanations and novelty in life.
Here are my exact thoughts leading up to that point.
Me: mhm, life is such a complicated space to be in. And all too many times, it isn’t very clear. It is full of contradictions and does not seem to stand on firm ground. So what on Earth are we supposed to make of this?
Mhm, actually, I am Taking a pledge now never to sulk and entertain confusion. As far as I am concerned, life is a Power evolving experience, and it carries no prisoners. In any case, life is what I make it out to be. And right now, I choose to see expansion.
(as I continue in my mind)
I choose to be the symbol of expansion in my unique way; because life does not have to close doors without my consent. What you see is what you have created, and even post-death, the expansion continues. Love lost? Nah, unless you choose to believe that the love was never there, to begin with. Love does not cease being love! Only when the mind tries to explain it does everything get ruined.